Mid-life crisis - escape
Usual tale of woe - worked for the same org for 25 years rising through the ranks. Politics intervenes in a major fashion and I'm not busy anymore - abeit with a year's cash in my pocket. Being a sad bastard, I haven't got any other social life so stick around for a couple of months, passing out advice and generally carrying out a handover that should have been done whilst I was on the payroll. Decide to take a Christmas break ('cos that's what I normally did) and manage to break 3 ribs and collarbone dirt-tracking on a moto. This causes some delay in returning to the UK, but the holiday insurance coughed up for the extended stay in the hotel.

Two months later, I've realised that I don't care about my previous life any more; I take another month to wend my way back to London, via Spain and France.

Back in town I spend some time obtaining a narrowboat, then get rid of my pad and spend autumn travelling round Greece whilst the boat's being got fully ready to live on.

Since then I've been bimbling around the canals, signing on (lovely people, but the organisation just can't quite cope with my situation).

£60.50 a week to live on - it can be done if there's no emergencies; getting my teeth and eyes fixed for free; seeing lots of places I've never been to; meeting loads of nice, relaxed people; learning new skills and enjoying ale because of what it is rather than as a way of forgetting the daily stress.

Becoming unemployed probably saved my life.
(baldybeardy, Sat 4 Apr 2009, 19:22, 3 replies)

I'm
moderately jealous

Enjoy your boat and the cut and the Ale, and if you ever pass through shipley on the leeds liverpool wave to the north!
( ogwen69 has returned from Reddit, Sat 4 Apr 2009, 19:35, closed)

Please take me with you.
I can swab the decks or something : )
( girlinthehole, Sat 4 Apr 2009, 19:44, closed)

lolz
or something I reckon.
( stopmeandslapme Cometh the hour, cometh your mum, Sat 4 Apr 2009, 20:04, closed)